Here we stand, one united nation if Greece, as we stand here at our last hours. I stand ready to blow the third horn, marking the end of the Greek culture. Here I stnad, awaiting the Zulu forces, sword in my right hand horn in the other. Oh god of Zeus, here marks the end of our civilized people, and death will come to allof us.
Written on the 21rst moon afte the destruction of Greece homelands.
Let this be written, about to be done.
Alind wrote this, and threw into the sea. He stood with his 5,000 Greeks, all with tears in their eyes, ready to fight, and die. And die. Everyone had weapons, everyone would fight, everyone would die. Women with clubs, children with axes, soldiers with swords and sheilds.
And then, as the Zulu forces marched up the hill, ready to fight, Alind noticed they were carrying different weapons, and thathey stopped and were puting these weapons on sticks. The Greeks stood there confused, as Zulu soldiers began to laugh.
"Why are they laughing and why have they stopped?" Alind asked his servant.
"They have different weapons I think. Weapons like archers but have more strength."
"CHARGE THEM!!" Alind yelled, but it was too late. Just as the charge began, the 20,000 Zulu forces shot out their weapons and not one Greek stood standing. Greeks were sliding down the Hills yelling in pain, blood flying everywhere. 1,000 of the Greeks were still alive, but the Zulu left them there thinking they would die, which about two days later, the last man died. This one man was Alind.
The next one will be completely based on agame, screens and all.
